[Intro]
Yeah
6houl
I'm stalking, I'm stalking
6houl
Bitch, I hopped in
Posted Bentley truck like a hawk, yeah
[?] you know I'm stalking

[Verse]
There are no creeps here, but you know I'm stalking
Masked Up Lyke Jason We Slit Shyt 2k25-5-5-5
Dead faces in these denims, can't fit
I gleed the whole scene for you, I don't give a shit
I don't really care, this game ain't really fair
I'm like sometimes it feel that life ain't fair
I keep your head up, shit ain't fair
Gotta keep your head up, we thuggin' in here
I walked in with my team, we shinin' in here
Shawty looking at the team, she eyeing, yeah
Keep your eyes off me, I'm blinding

[Chorus]
G-G-Goth Money Records
I walked in, gotta keep eye on him
Ha haha, yeah hah
Now I got them talking shit like, you know what I mean? like
N***as must've forgot what I did, they bumped they head
N***as must've forgot what I did, they bumped they head
They must've forgot what I did, they bumped they head
Bring it up, 10 times, times 10
Dead faces in these skinnies, can't fit
[?] the coupe in sport mode the bitch gon' lift
I'm gliming in the sticks
And I freestyled this bitch
[Outro]
Bitch, I'm bustin' off the rip
I shaved my head like ah rock star, during my spliff
A dirty whip
I'm fresh up out the mud, [?] my gang, bitch
Ha haha, ah ah Goth Money Records
[?] talking shit ah
We murkin' everything